Wake up

I've been ignoring this thing for quite some time. Mostly I just dread reading the stupid things I penned while I was going through various phases.

Lately I've found that it's impossible to breathe when life has you by the throat- things change so quickly. Any type of feelings I ever had for Ben -- friendly or otherwise -- have ebbed away, at least from my consciousness. Love isn't ever as dramatic as we make it out to be. I think it's more gentle than a smack in the face, not like I thought before. I think it's just a slow fall with no sort of end in sight.

Once more.. nothing like I've imagined for so long.